Caractacus: Do you
think I'm a lunatic? Wasting my time on a lot of silly
inventions?
Jemima: But they aren't silly--they're wonderful!
Jeremy: Nobody else could think of them!
Caractacus: That's right! That is right--nobody else could
think of them!--yeah--after all...
What makes the battle worth the fighting?
What makes the mountain worth the climb?
What makes the questions worth the asking?
The reason worth the rhyme?

Someone to care for;
to be there for.
I have You Two!
Someone to do for; muddle through for.
I have You Two!
Someone to share joy or despair with;
whichever betides you.
Life becomes a chore, unless you're living for
someone to tend to be a friend to.
I have You Two!
Someone to strive for, do or die for
I have You Two!
Could be, we three get along so famously,
'cause you two have me, and I have You Two too.

(Breakfast is
behind made, then Caractacus sneezes)

Kids: Someone to care
for; to be there for.
Caractacus: I have You Two!
Kids: Someone to do for; muddle through for
Caractacus: I have You Two!
Someone to smile once in awhile with;
whenever you're lonesome
I've a happy lot,
considering what I've got.

But, I couldn't do
more
Than you do for your poor Father.
(Kids: Daddy!)
Things go asunder
and I wonder why you bother.
All: Could be, we three get along so famously
'cause
Kids: we two have you,
Caractacus: and I have You Two
All: too

Caractacus:
Don't waste your pucker on some all day sucker
And don't try a toffee or cream
If you seek perfection in sugar confection
Well there's something new on the scene
A mouth full of cheer
A sweet without peer

Truly: Toot Sweets!
Toot Sweets!
The toot of a flute with the flavor of fruit!
Toot Sweets!
Toot Sweets!
No longer need candy be mute!

Caractacus: Don't
waste your pucker on some all day sucker
Truly: and don't try a toffee or cream!
If you seek perfection in sugar confection,
Caractacus: well, there's something new on the scene:
Truly: that mouth full of cheer;
Caractacus: that sweet without peer;
Both: That musical morsel supreme!

Toot Sweets!
Toot Sweets!
A bon-bon to blow on at last has been found
Toot Sweets!
Toot Sweets,
with tweetable, eatable sound!

Caractacus: Their
value is intrinsic,
Truly: surpass any mint stick
Kids: Or marshmallow mouthful you munch
Caractacus: Though licorice is chewy
Truly: And gum drops are gooey
Kids: And chocolate is charming to crunch
Caractacus and Truly: That savory fife,
Women: that sweet of your life
Kids and factory workers: It's clearly the best of
the bunch.

(Dance break)

All: Toot Sweets!
Toot Sweets!

Toot Sweets!
Toot Sweets!

Caractacus: That
savory fife
Truly: That sweet of your life
All: Is clearly the best of the bunch
Toot Sweets!
Toot Sweets!
A bon-bon to blow on at last has been found
Toot Sweets!
Toot Sweets!
The treat that's so tweetable,
lusciously eatable,
with that unbeatable--(break) sound!

Toot
sweets sound like what they are
So do lollys in a lollypop jar
Gingerbread men have a gingerbread sound, we've found
Sugar plum cinnamon and lemon tart tell you what they are
right from the start
And your name does the same for you

By coincidence, Truly
Scrumptious
You're truly truly scrumptious
Scrumptious as a cherry peach parfait
When your near us
It's so delicious
Honest Truly, you're the answer to our wishes
Truly Scrumptious
Though we may seem presumptuous
Never, never, ever go away
Our hearts beat so unruly
Because we love you truly
Honest Truly, we do

Truly scrumptious
You two are truly scrumptious
Scrumptious as the breeze across the bay
When you're smiling
It's so delicious
So beguiling
You're the answer to my wishes
Truly scrumptious
You two are truly scrumptious
And I shan't forget this lovely day
My heart beats so unruly
I also love you truly
Honest truly, I do

This
is livin', this is style, this is elegance by the mile
Oh the posh posh traveling life, the traveling life for me
First cabin and captain's table regal company
Whenever I'm bored I travel abroad but ever so properly
Port out, starboard home, posh with a capital P-O-S-H, posh

The hands that hold
the scepters, every head that holds a crown
They'll always give their all for me they'll never let me down
I'm on my way to far away tah tah and toodle-oo
And fare thee well, and Bon Voyage arrivederci too

O the posh posh
traveling life, the traveling life for me
First cabin and captain's table regal company
Pardon the dust of the upper crust--fetch us a cup of tea
Port out, starboard home, posh with a capital P-O-S-H, posh

In every foreign
strand I land the royal trumpets toot me
The royal welcome mat is out
They 21 gun salute me
But monarchies are constantly commanding me to call
Last month I miffed (missed) the (a) Mufti but you can't
oblige them all

Every bursted bubble
has a glory!
Each abysmal failure makes a point!
Every glowing path that goes astray,
Shows you how to find a better way.
So every time you stumble never grumble.
Next time you'll bumble even less!
For up from the ashes, up from the ashes, grow the roses of
success!

Grow the roses!
Grow the roses!
Grow the roses of success!
Oh yes!
Grow the roses!
Those rosy roses!
From the ashes of disaster grow the roses of success!

(spoken)Yes I know
but he wants it to float. It will!

For every big mistake
you make be grateful!
Here, here!
That mistake you'll never make again!
No sir!
Every shiny dream that fades and dies,
Generates the steam for two more tries!

(Oh) There's magic in
the wake of a fiasco!
Correct!
It gives you that chance to second guess!
Oh yes!
Then up from the ashes, up from the ashes grow the roses of
success!

Grow the roses!
Grow the roses!
Grow the roses of success!
Grow the roses!
Those rosy roses!
From the ashes of disaster grow the roses of success!

Disaster didn't stymie
Louis Pasteur!
No sir!
Edison took years to see the light!
Right!
Alexander Graham knew failure well; he took a lot of knocks to
ring that bell!
So when it gets distressing it's a blessing!
Onward and upward you must press!
Yes, Yes!
Till up from the ashes, up from the ashes grow the roses of
success.

Grow the ro
Grow the ro
Grow the roses!
Grow the ro
Grow the ro
Grow the roses!
Grow the roses of success!

Grow the ro
Grow the ro
Grow the roses!
Those rosy ro
Those rosy ro
Those rosy roses!

From the ashes of
disaster, grow the roses of success!
Start the engines!
Success!
Batten the hatches!
Success!
Man the shrouds!
Lift the anchor!
Success!

What
do you see
You people gazing at me
You see a doll on a music box
That's wound by a key

How can you tell
I'm under a spell
I'm waiting for love's first kiss

You
cannot see
How much I long to be free
Turning around on this music box
That's wound by a key

Yearning
Yearning
While
I'm turning around and around

What do you see
(Truly Scrumptious)
You people gazing at me
(you're truly truly scrumptious)
You see a doll on a music box, that's wound by a key
(scrumptious a...)

How can you tell I'm
(whe...)
Under a spell I'm
(...)
Waiting for love's first kiss
(honest truly, your the answer to my wishes)
You cannot see
(Truly Scrumptious)
How much I long to be free
(though I may seem presumptuous)
Turning around on this music box that's wound by a key
(ne..)
Yearning
(my heart beats so unruly)
Yearning
(because I love you truly)
While I'm turning around and around)
(honest, Truly I do)

Fun
FairAfter
Potts sings Hushabye Mountain, he is leaning on the fence
outside wondering how he will raise the money for the car,
when he sees people going to the fun fair and gets an idea.
As the next scene begins, we hear music with these lyrics:

Come to
the fun fair
Fall into line.
Come with a smile on
Twinkle and shine.
Come to the Fun Fair
Follow along.
After the laughter and song
Come along, come along, come along!

Come to
the fun fair
Bargains to buy.
Sights to amuse you
New things to try.
Come to the fun fair
Follow the throng
Everyone's there at the fun fair
Come along!

This
song is featured in the London stage musical as a transition
between Hushabye Mountain and the Fun Fair.

Vulgarian
MarchAs
Baron Bomburst returns to Vulgaria with Grandpa's hut and is
walking down the steps (labeled Vulg-Air, by the way) he is
welcomed by music with these lyrics:

We
are loyal to Vulgaria
Falcon of the West
And we toil for Vulgaria,
Feathering her nest.
The soil of Vulgaria
Through all the world is known
From her heights to her Dairy Area
Vulgaria stands alone!